The sea monster disappeared. The creature that had occupied everyone's view vanished instantly after being hit by colorful light beams.
No wailing, no ashes, it was as if it never existed.
And this light actually has the characteristic of white light, automatically distinguishing between friend and foe. Barry was originally running around on the sea monster, and he was also illuminated by the light.
But when Diana caught him and put him back on the ship's deck, Barry felt no discomfort.
On the contrary, he felt no soreness in his waist, no pain in his legs, and he could effortlessly run around the Earth a hundred times.
"Wow, what is this? Deathstroke, you actually have so many rings."
Barry flashed to Su Ming's side, looking curiously at the rings on his hand.
He believed that Deathstroke's attack was aimed at the monster, and it was true, as Barry wasn't harmed despite being bathed in the same light.
"Hehe, I don't know myself. Anyway, ten rings together can emit a light beam like that. What do you think?"
Su Ming had slightly realized that this was likely the emotional spectrum left behind by the editors who created the DC World. It might be what they wanted to bestow upon this world or their hope for the work.
These emotions are quite complex and difficult to control.
It's unclear what kind of abilities it possesses, but for now, it seems it can be used as the last resort for healing and attacking.
Su Ming initially thought of naming this move as Dynamic Light Wave but felt it had no explosive effect and wasn't dynamic at all.
How about calling it 'Forgiveness of the Goddess of Dawn' or 'Aurora Execution'? The posture of the move indeed resembled Saint Seiya, but raising the Aquarius flag often led to a bad ending...
Forget it, let's skip naming moves altogether; it's not a hot-blooded manga where you shout out moves, no name is fine.
On top of that, this move can't be used often. X Metal is energy, but that one use made Su Ming feel inexplicably anxious. Too much energy was drawn from the body, and although this time it wasn't an issue, if used often, his bones might shrink.
If something goes wrong, making him shorter than Batman, how will he face others?
All these emotional spectrums are the power of the DC World; they probably won't work in other universes—it's another door handle that can only open a specific door here.
Although this power is good, it's ultimately not his own, instead forming a hot potato.
Barry didn't think much; he was flipping Su Ming's hand to inspect those rings: "No need to say, buddy, this stuff is great. Hal and Kael will definitely be jealous of you, haha."
"That wouldn't be good; what if they suddenly turn into Orange Lantern?" Su Ming joked with Barry: "But look again, they're gone."
Su Ming activated the invisible light ability, and all the Lantern Rings instantly disappeared, leaving only his normal fingers.
"Really! They're actually gone again?"
Barry rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things. He knew Hal's Green Lantern Ring had to be taken off and placed on the bedside table at night.
Wearing it to sleep? Then listen to 'Oa Radio Station' programs overnight. Various notices and alerts prevent tranquility.
Why does Deathstroke's Lantern Ring seem different?
He held Deathstroke's hand, feeling each finger, as if checking where the rings went. But no matter how he traced along the fingers, all was ordinary skin, without any sensation of rings.
"Isn't it amazing?" Su Ming showed off smugly. Barry and he had the best relationship, and he loved to mess around with Barry.
"Is this magic?"
Barry was grasping his fingers, persistently exploring, still trying to locate the rings.
But suddenly, Su Ming sensed a murderous intent.
Turning around, he saw Diana standing nearby expressionless, watching Barry grip Deathstroke's middle finger, rubbing it repeatedly.
"Feeling good?"
She crossed her arms, revealing a look of disdain.
'Two grown men doing obscene gestures in public, disgusting,' her gaze seemed to imply.
"Uh..." Barry seemed to realize that the action was a bit odd. He quickly let go, wiping his palms on the back waist of his uniform: "Female Hero, let me explain."
"Move aside." Diana pulled Barry aside to help the Titans: "The Alien Sea God is still alive, find a doctor for it."
"Oh."
Barry disappeared in a sulky flash of lightning.
"Deathstroke." Diana leaned against the ship's railing, wiping sweat from her head.
"Hmm?"
"It looks like once again, you've saved Earth." Diana looked much more relaxed, just wanting to scare Barry away for a private chat with Deathstroke.
"Luthor hasn't been found yet, the Destruction Legion only lost Manta Ray and Sinestro, things aren't over. Whether Earth can be saved, I can't be sure."
Su Ming was just that honest; he took payment for the work he did.
But hearing Deathstroke say that, Diana suddenly didn't know how to respond; shouldn't men boast about themselves at such times?
Showcasing valor and victory, even exaggerating a bit is okay, warriors should enjoy glory.
Why does Deathstroke seem so calm?
Even Batman says 'I'm Batman' after saving people before flying away.
But Deathstroke doesn't seem to want others to know what he did; Diana grew even more curious, forgetting her previous anger.
"But at least the Destruction Legion suffered heavy losses, Luthor will be quiet for a while, and we can all rest for a few days." Diana tossed her hair, turned to look at the sea, planning to go with Deathstroke to complete their last date.
Su Ming took off his helmet, wiped his beard, and pulled out a cigarette from his belt to light it, exhaling a smoke ring.
"I hope so... I have to bring Harley and the others back, and also have Night Shadow pause the drainage array before heading to Olympus. You need to contact more warlocks to learn the magic to turn Fish-Men back, and there's also the aftermath work on Paradise Island, quite a lot of things to do. I'll treat you to a meal after we're done."
After saying that, Su Ming slipped away.
Diana watched his carefree back, gritting her teeth and stomping her foot.
Batman, hidden in the shadows, also shook his head. The previous plan seemed unworkable, but no matter, he had a backup plan.
"Diana, what are you doing?" Donna walked over with a puzzled expression, pointing to the railing where Diana was gripping, which was already twisted and deformed: "Did this ship offend you?"
"No, it didn't." Diana took a deep breath, rolled her eyes, feeling a bit helpless about Deathstroke: "The water will recede soon, I need to check on Paradise Island, are you coming?"
Donna watched the black and yellow armor disappear into the crowd, pressed her lips together: "Of course, Her Majesty the Queen, let's go back."
Diana patted her butt, what queen?
"Then let's go, Amazon Princess."
"Okay, Queen, hehe." Donna deliberately called her that, then suddenly took flight.
"Don't fly so fast, Princess." Diana also smiled and chased after her, as the two sisters playfully dashed away.
Batman sighed helplessly, feeling even his brain starting to ache.
Others never participate in the aftermath clean-up and rebuilding, Arthur and Diana's excuses are impeccable.
"Batman, are you alright?" Superman approached him, an eye patch covering the eye that was blinded by the sewage.
"I'm fine, but you need treatment. Once the floodwaters recede, I'll first focus on repairing the Final Machine in the Hall of Justice."
Superman touched the eye patch, a piece of cloth Barry casually tore from his suit: "I'm fine, right now there are more people needing our help."
Batman looked at the vast ocean, surrounded by purple waves, indeed as Clark said.
"There's a lot of work for the aftermath, we need to hurry, first ensure social order, then proceed with resettlement."
"Alright, I'll go find The Flash now."
Superman responded and flew away, while Batman remained, watching as Deathstroke handed Manta Ray's fish spear gun to Bo Bo, and handed Manta Ray's diving suit to Steel Armor.
He took away the Tear of Extinction.
Batman didn't have many thoughts about it, wondering if this train could fit so many people, he would wait and see.
For now, Earth was temporarily safe, but he hoped Ron's Senagang Star action team and Steel Bone's Ghost Star Domain team would have smooth operations and bring back useful information.
But that was all wishful thinking, those two places naturally blocked any communication, Batman could only wait.
Then there's Luthor's side, one mustn't relax vigilance, having obtained the Totality, now needing constant attention to his movements.
Ironically, neither technology nor magic could locate that bald head, only to wait for Luthor's next move to expose his flaws.
..............
Luthor was currently in a secret base researching the Totality, Black Manta's betrayal and capture seemed to have no impact on him, he was reminiscing the words Laughing Bat told him.
Yes, that dangerous madman Laughing Bat was not dead, his head taken by Otherworldly Deathstroke for a transaction with Joker, and Luthor subsequently found Laughing Bat's body.
After absorbing Joker into the Destruction Legion, Luthor got the damned head from him, piecing the parts together.
Laughing Bat was resurrected, or rather, he had never died.
He acted as a very competent memento; whenever Joker told jokes, he would laugh out loud.
But this greatly annoyed Joker, as it just reminded him of Batman, especially this Bruce, so different from the Bruce he once knew.
This left Joker almost unable to sleep.
So when Luthor needed the head, Joker sold the talking head to Luthor, in exchange for a large sum of cash.
Joker hired Riddler, initially planning to remotely play games with Batman in Gotham via Riddler, but unfortunately, it wasn't the real Batman who came.
He later wanted to enlist Penguin or Black Mask for help, but the cowards of Gotham all refused.
Joker laughed heartily, he laughed until tears came out upon hearing Riddler's result.
Luthor couldn't interfere with Joker; Joker did as he pleased.
Yet, Luthor and Laughing Bat's transaction was his own choice, others couldn't meddle.
That was days ago, Laughing Bat was locked in a prison by Luthor, but when Luthor went to negotiate with him, the madman whose eyes couldn't be seen, spat out an N Metal pin from his mouth, capable of unlocking any lock.
He told the bald head.
"I can leave anytime, hehe."
Luthor was no coward, others feared Laughing Bat, but he did not.
"Then why don't you leave?"
"Because I want to stay and watch you fail, poor Lex, tsk tsk." Laughing Bat grinned broadly, though covered in blood, he still mocked Luthor with his piercing voice.
Luthor frowned, Laughing Bat may be mad, but he was still Batman, no questioning his intellect.
The bald head folded his arms, charging the weapons on his armor: "Now you can start explaining..."